Elf: Become invincible from the moment you draw the Unbreakable Barrier!

Great~!

Looking at the elf sent by the bald uncle who looked like a ghost, Mu Yu couldn't help but reveal a strange look on his face.

Because, the opponent sent out a fighting elf with red skin and short and strong stature - the Wrestling Ghost!

[Elf: Throwing Ghost]

[Attribute: Fighting]

[Gender: Male]

[Level: 63 (King level)]

[Feature: Perseverance (When you fall into an abnormal state, your attack will increase)]

[Potential: King Level]

[Race value: 465]

[Things to bring: Black belt (beginner)]

[Special Powers: Power of Nature (Entry Level), Power of the Earth (Proficient)]

A wrestler, a member of the gay group.

The so-called gay group refers to those elves whose gender is 100% male.

For example, Pokémon like Striker, Kentaro, and Do.

Therefore, their offspring do not follow the maternal principles.

In other words, this kind of elf is just like humans, what it will be born into is entirely determined by fate.

On Mu Yu's side, the person sent out was Heracross who had previously inherited the skills.

Now, this circular field with a diameter of only ten meters is very suitable for Heracross's one-hit attack style with a relatively weak speed.

"ready, go!"

After Snorlax and Heracross were in position, the first mate shouted and retreated to the side of his own Snorlax.

Although he is the referee, in this kind of entertainment-oriented competition, the contestants naturally know who will win or lose, and he only needs to announce the result at the end.

"Hell Thrust."

A calm voice came out from Mu Yu's mouth.

Some veteran fighters nearby were all stunned after hearing Mu Yu's instructions.

Although Heracross' most powerful feature is his thick horn, isn't it a bit hasty to use evil-attribute moves to attack a fighting-type Pokémon?

Not to mention that the damage was halved, but using straightforward moves to attack a wrestling guy who was famous for his judo, wouldn't that be simply uncomfortable?

However, when they saw Mu Yu's slightly young face and fair skin, they knew what was going on.

From his appearance, you can tell at a glance that he is a new trainer who may not even remember all the attributes of the Pokémon.

However, Liu Caiyin frowned and stared at Heracross on the field without blinking.

After two weeks of getting along with it, she knew very well that this Heracross possessed power far beyond that of its kind.

Even the Octopus Warrior, whom she was so proud of, was helpless against Heracross.

Naturally, she didn't think that the opponent's wrestling ghost could withstand Heracross's attack.

The only thing that puzzled her was why Mu Yu chose the restrained attribute.

Logically speaking, with Mu Yu's knowledge and experience, he should not make such a mistake.

"Throw it, find the right opportunity and use leverage to throw it!"

No matter what others thought, after hearing Mu Yu's order, the bald uncle's eyes lit up and he gave the order decisively.

Close combat is different from regular large-scale field combat.

It is not important to issue instructions early, but to issue them steadily.

In addition, the Throwing Ghost is a heavy defensive counterattack Pokémon, and its combat is mostly done by countering each move.

Mu Yu attacked directly without any blessing, which was exactly what he wanted.

Thinking of this, the bald uncle grinned, but after seeing Mu Yu's sunny and handsome face, the upward curve of his mouth stopped immediately.

Damn, what’s the use of being handsome? Elves have to rely on strength to fight!

"Hey!!"

Amid the pessimistic gazes of the crowd, Heracross' eyes narrowed, and his huge horn instantly emitted a deep black light.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but after the deep and dim light appeared, the exposed skin of the audience outside the venue suddenly felt cold, as if it was the dark night after the afterglow of the sunset disappeared, very chilly.

Before everyone could think about it, Heracross leaned forward slightly and flapped his wings behind him.

In an instant, a strong wind blew from Heracross' body to the surroundings, and everyone's cool clothes rustled in the wind.

The next moment, Heracross rushed towards the wrestling ghost who was already ready for battle like an arrow shot from a bow.

"So fast!"

The bald uncle exclaimed in his heart, enduring his sore eyes after being blown by the wind.

Although there were problems with the instructions given by the other party, it is undeniable that this Heracross was well trained. It can be seen at first glance that it comes from a large and wealthy family and is carefully cared for by a professional team.

"Hey ghost!!"

Seeing Heracross attacking, the wrestler didn't care about the black belt around his waist that was flying in the wind. His body sank slightly, and his strong red arms spread out in front of him. His eyes stared, and the whole elf was like a hunting tiger, ready to go, waiting for the prey to appear.

It's now!

Feeling the stinging pain from the strong wind on his face, the throwing ghost found the right moment, swung his hands forward and backward, trying to grab Heracross's thick and long horn, and then twisted his waist to throw it away.

However, before his hand touched Heracross's horn.

The deep, dark light enveloped the ghost's hands first.

An invisible sense of oppression suddenly pressed down on his heart along his fingertips.

That feeling was like a tiny ant looking up at the mountain that blocked out the scorching sun. Covered by the dark shadow, there was no light at all. It was like falling into an abyss, so depressing that it was completely suffocating.

In a daze, the ghost was thrown and the whole elf froze in place.

Then, the throwing ghost was hit directly in the heart by the corner of Heracross and was knocked away with a bang.

The intense pain instantly spread to all the nerves in the chest.

In an instant, all the nerves were paralyzed, so that the ghost who collapsed on the ground didn't even let out a scream.

But after a while, under the continuous torture of pain and the feeling of depression in his heart, the ghost rolled his eyes and turned them into mosquito-repellent eyes.

[Ding! Heracross defeated the King-level Elf·Throwing Ghost and obtained gold coins*300! ]

"What's going on? What happened?"

"Is this the end?"

"No, how can we win this? Using Dark-type moves against Fighting-type Pokémon and killing them instantly, is this reasonable? Is this scientific?"

Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded.

Not only those who were skeptical or even showed a hint of mockery in their expressions, but even Liu Caiyin, who had already anticipated the result, was stunned at this moment, with her mouth slightly open and her face full of disbelief.

She guessed that with Heracross's strength, even if his attributes were restrained, winning would be nothing more than a matter of hitting him a few more times.

But, killing it instantly, isn’t that too outrageous!

The strangest thing was that just at the moment when the two elves came into contact, she seemed to see that the throwing ghost seemed to have entered a paralyzed state, and the whole elf stiffened instantly.

If it weren't for this, even if the team would lose, they wouldn't lose so easily.

At least, you won't be hit directly in the chest and won't be able to fight back.